<b>Chapter </b><b>131 </b>
Go to Eine point of View:
Somewhere between worlds–beyond life, beyond death–where Eine stay for a moment with light surrounded her. Endless. Infinite. But unlike the harsh brilliance of battle or the sterile white of fear, this light was warm. Gentle. Safe. It wrapped around her like a soft nket on a winter night, soothing the ache in her soul.
Time felt slow, like it didn’t exist at all.
In here she breathed in the strange, clean air that smelled faintly ofvender and old paper.
The air shimmered faintly, tinted with a silver–blue glow that pulsed gently across the strange world she was in.
Everything here felt like a dream–but not a nightmare.
It was serene, beautiful, ageless. Trees that glowed with inner light lined the horizon, and a soft wind hummed a luby through the leaves.
Eine Rollin stood barefoot in the grass–like moss, her gaze lingering on the quiet form of her white wolf, Mika. Shey still, eyes closed, her breathing slow and shallow. Nearby, Anastasia watched her with gentle eyes, arms folded across her pale blue robe that shimmered like
moonlight.
“So…” Eine finally spoke, breaking the silence, her voice cautious. “Does that mean I have no magic power anymore?”
Anastasia shook her head slowly. “All the dark magic was burned away when you sacrificed yourself to take Luca down. That moment, when your light collided with his darkness, everything that wasn’t truly yours was destroyed.”
Eine exhaled a soft breath and gave a faint nod.
It was a good thing. Even if it meant losing something, she hadn’t wanted that kind of power. Not like Luca. Not like him.
But Anastasia wasn’t done. Her eyes narrowed as she stared at a distant patch of swirling mist on the edge of the world. “Everything changed
after that.”
Eine frowned. “Is that… a bad thing?”
“Yes and no,” Anastasia said softly. “You destroyed Luca. But with him and your magic gone, the barrier that hid certain ancient ces also
disappeared. There arends long buried in enchantment–ruins, gates, sanctuaries, dungeons–filled with beings and magic long forgotten. They were hidden for a reason.”
Eine swallowed hard. “And now they’re exposed?”
“Yes.”
A shiver rippled down her spine.
The implications were dangerous.
Worlds of chaos could be released. Dark creatures. Twisted souls. Cursed objects. “Can they be sealed again?”
Anastasia offered a bittersweet smile. “That may be beyond anyone’s power now. My ancestor was thest great wizard to weave those spells. Luca knew that, but he kept it hidden from me. I only discovered the truth after I died.”
Eine turned toward her. “So… your bond with Francesco… it wasn’t fate?”
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Anastasia smiled with deep sadness. “It was crafted by me, using magic. My feelings were real, but the bond was… woven. Yours, however, is
different.”
Eine blinked. “I thought Lycans don’t have fated mates.”
Anastasia tilted her head toward Mika. “Your wolf. Mika is the reason.”
Eine turned to her silentpanion.
Mika’s fur glowed in the stillness, soft and white as snow. Even now, unconscious, she radiated purity and strength.
“The white wolf can contain and channel the full force of Lycan magic,” Anastasia said. “She is rare. Meant to bnce and tame the fury of the
Lycan King. Since you bear her, you were destined to be his. Your bond is real, unbreakable, and true.”
Eine stared at Mika with wide eyes. “So, she’s the one who made it possible for me and Francesco to be… mates.”
Anastasia nodded. “Yes.”
The revtion left Eine stunned.
All this time she thought it was some strange twist of fate.
But, turn out it was Mika, her silent guardian.
Anastasia ced a hand on Eine’s shoulder. “Though my power no longer lives in you, you are still strong. And now… now is the time for magic to leave this world.”
I turn my gaze at her in shock.
“Leave?”
“Yes,” she said with certainty. “There has been too much destruction caused by misuse of magic. One drop of poison. One whisper of a spell. It’s too tempting for the weak–hearted. You must destroy the remaining books. All of them.”
Eine hesitated. “All? Even the ones with healing, knowledge?”
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“All of them. Without the original wielder to safeguard their use, they are weapons waiting to be abused.”
Eine let out a slow breath.
She understood….
The temptation, the shortcuts, the hunger. Luca had shown what happened when power was ced in the wrong hands.
She turned her gaze to the sky, where the horizon wavered.
‘Eine… How are you, Eine?‘
Her heart stilled. Francesco’s voice echoed like a prayer.
“He’s calling you,” Anastasia said with a soft smile.
Eine closed her eyes, feeling the ache in his voice. The longing. The pain.
“He loves you,” Anastasia continued. “I’m d he found you.”
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Eine opened her eyes and smiled faintly. “Thever thought I’d find love again after Ruben.”
Anastasia tilted her head. “Everything happens for a reason.”
Then, another voice.
7 want him…
Eine’s brows furrowed. A woman’s voice?
“Who?” she whispered.
Anastasia gave a dry chuckle. “A young Alpha’s daughter. Foolish and arrogant. She thinks she can take Francesco from you.”
Eine sighed. “Of course.”
Her gaze returned to Mika, still fighting to heal. Her body had absorbed too much poison, too much wolfsbane. Her recovery was slow.
Anastasia knelt beside Mika and gently stroked her fur. “It depends on her. When she heals, you can return.”
Eine nodded and knelt beside her. “Then I’ll stay. As long as she needs.”
Anastasia tapped her shoulder. “Francesco won’t falter. Not even if that woman stands naked in front of him.”
Oh God, really?!
Eine groaned, pouting. “Don’t give me that image.”
Anastasiaughed. “It’s true. You’re the only one he sees.”
Eine nced toward the sky again, feeling the pull of his voice. His longing.
She ced her hand over Mika’s chest. “Then I’ll fight toe back. For him.”
And for the world that needed healing.